9 Ben
Red Solar Skywalker
Sonnet III to N. Mandela
The Mind beyond all
Measure Power holds
Thoughts send us
into Heaven or to Hell
One long enclosed in
Bars of Iron cold
When dreaming full
escapes his prison Cell
Whence exists our
Paradise eternal
Where Time and Space
lose all significance?
In transmuting Thoughts
of Dread infernal
Into Devotion’s
transcendental Dance
Worth more is
Vigilance than Sacrifice
Pre-requisite to
Life miraculous
Avoid all Fear while curbing Avarice
Thus, will the Cosmos
all your Missions bless
Dreams manifest in
Synchronicity
When sacred Time
designs Reality.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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